Night Crow Lord - Chapter 4
Chapter 4 Unfortunate Yin Poet
Chapter 4 Unfortunate Yin Poet
Filler and Old Philler looked at each other with a little vigilance, but they also let go of the teenagers without any weapons.
Without waiting for them to speak, Atte said first: “My name is Kuwait, a blooming poet. When I was sleeping nearby yesterday, my parcel was stolen, including my beloved harp.”
He pretended to be frustrated, and then continued: “I don’t know where to find the damn thief, but I know that the hope of finding it is very slim. Just this morning, I saw it near this morning.Black bird, two, can you help me grab one? ”
He was a little distressed and embarrassedly took out five copper coins from the inner pocket of the clothes, and said sincerely: “Although there are few, I hope you can help me.”
“This” Filler glanced at his father. Later, the old hunter said, “Oh, it’s unfortunate, Mr. Kuwait, I feel sad for your misfortune.The hope of the package is really slim. ”
The old Filler was skeptical about the identity of this young man’s “binquet”, but he did not reveal it, and he encountered a thief?
It is not uncommon for such things. In this year, twenty or thirty of the hundreds of travelers in the village have encountered thieves.
As for the commission of five copper coins?
Although it is not a generous remuneration, it is also a matter of hand for the old Filler who has lived on the Gollara Forest for decades.
So he accepts it, but this black bird?
Black woodpecker?Brother?Black?crow?
Well, I hope that the young bard poetry refers not to the forest carving.
Old Philler took the coin from the other party, and then asked: “Mr. Kuwait, what is the black bird you want to find?”
Ate deliberately showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, and it seemed a little embarrassed: “It doesn’t look very big. This morning, when I was frustrated, I found that I had only the paddles of the harp, the kind of birdIt appeared, and then snatched it. If I remember correctly, it should be a crow. ”
“Crow? Okay.” Old Filler glanced at his son. “The crow prefers to collect more than other birds, especially the shiny things, and then your harp paddles are stared at it by it.It’s “but”
Old Philler coughed: “Mr. Kuwait, we also need to hunt in the forest, so we can only help you capture a crow. As for whether the one that takes your harp paddles, we can’t guarantee it.”
In the final analysis, isn’t it disgusted?
Atte’s heart made a white -eyed, but he still pretended to be lost on his face: “Oh, how do you do this, I thought at least I can find it.Just get a crow. ”
The frustrated tone and the frustrated appearance made Filler and Old Philler can’t help but believe it. Perhaps because of embarrassment, the old Philler didn’t say anything, and immediately began to capture the crow’s preparation.
The two did not see the flashing smile at the corner of Att’s mouth.
However, it was not very smooth afterwards.
After one morning, Old Philler and Filler caught a civet, a squirrel and a Goglogon, but did not catch the crow.
The three were sitting together, and the old Philler and Filler were holding dry food with the fruit, and Atte also bought half a piece of black bread with a copper coin, and squeezed the fruits in the same way.
Just like rumors, this black bread is as hard as stones, which is extremely difficult to eat.
However, Atte, the acting skills, need to be very suitable, the most, the most, complains properly, and express the envy of the noble masters.
In the end, like a chairman, recalling a certain song, gently chanting the melody:
“She has breakfast.”
“She went out.”
“She forgot to take the basket, and there is a handkerchief on the table.”
“She bought a lot of food.”
“Then go home.”
“It’s late at night, small sedation and peaceful.”
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“The terrible wizard fell in love with the girl in the town.”
“However, girls have an irreparable disease.”
“She will die on her 20th birthday.”
“The wizard can’t accept it, he is a bit crazy.”
“So, the time of this village will always be fixed on that day.”
“The last day of her nineteen years old.”
“At 12 o’clock at midnight, here is like the opera house.”
“Repeat the same day.”
“She has breakfast.”
“She went out.”
“She forgot to take the basket, and there is a handkerchief on the table.”
“She bought a lot of food.”
“Then go home.”
Yat sang softly, although the sound was not wonderful, but it was not difficult to hear.
If he has a harp at this time, people will treat him as a real binquet.
No, Laofeller, he has been convinced of his “bard poet”.
“Oh, Mr. Kuwait, this is really a sad story.” Old Filler wiped the corners of his eyes, and the old man was always easier to sad than young people.
On the one hand, Filler shrugged his shoulders. Although the story of “Mr. Kuwait” was very touching, the tears were still too exaggerated, but even so, he affirmed Atte’s identity: “It’s a pity, if this time, you, you, youThere is a harp, so it will be more perfect. ”
The sincere praise came out from the mouth of this youth.
At this time, there was a sound from the distance.
“Wow -Wow-” The rough hoarse sound came from the position of the trap.
The old Philler and Filler were stunned, and then the old hunter smiled: “Mr. Kuwait, if right, our trap has grabbed a crow.”
After Atte stood up, the three rushed together.
In a backbone back basket, a black bird is constantly fanning his wings, and at the same time makes a rough and hoarse cry.
Old Philler stepped forward and lifted the basket, and the already prepared Filler immediately reached out and grabbed the two wings of the crow.
The crow, who was controlled by wings, kept waving his feet, and even tried to attack Filler with a gray -black beak.
But it doesn’t help.
The old Philler reached out, controlled the feet and wings of the crow with both hands, took it from the Filler’s hand, and handed it to Atte.
After Atte took over, the old hunter said: “The crow is not a good creature. They are very smart, and they are even heavier than the wolf.It is more suitable to become a meal. ”
The old hunter made suggestions.
“Okay.” Atte smiled.
No matter whether it is Philler nor the old Philler, the crow will no longer resist after the crow is picked up. As a vague light flashes, there is an obedient emotion in the dark crow’s eyes.Essence
(This chapter is finished)